We march like fools in the parade of chaos
We march like fools in the parade of chaos
Led by our enemies
While we sing there praises
Led by our enemies
While we kiss their hands
The morning rained fire
Let heavens retire
Over teh eyes of the blind
And the voices of spoiled children
True leaders are gone
We turned our backs to many times
And bit the hand of the provider
Chaos kills us Chaos